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Nov 2011
There's nothing like a lazy Friday
Nothing quite like it
Waking up without an alarm,
Just your arms--
Around me, squeezing.

So many mornings I lie awake in your grip
As your drift back and forth
In and out of your sleep.

Nothing can match this feeling
Safe in your bed, like nothing can get me
Nothing needs to matter
Just you and me.

Naked, exposed
Vulnerable.

Clothes strewn about the room,
Evidence of last night's passion
You roll towards me
Leaving your kiss on my neck.

I could really love you if you'd let me.

Pull me in tight
Erasing my insecurities, my discomfort
Wordless
You tell me I'm beautiful, I'm okay here.
Open, honest,
You always tell me exactly what you mean.

If it hurts, it hurts.

And I could really love you if you'd let me.
Katie Hetherman
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